Best Junctures Poems

If there be such a thing as fate
and of the actions of men
only one ordained path
then how and why like blood 
do all stemmed and...

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From buckwheat bloom to goldcup flower, 
From my sill of shade, to your wealthy dower, 
The junctures, the times, we came upon together. 
Now these...

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When that mind of yours a vicious censor screams
“you can’t,“
every time you even vaguely contemplate some new adventure or perhaps that dream encounter,
you’ve been promising...

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What Kind of People Are We

In a Shakespearean sense of tragedy and doubt the well-used
“To Be or Not To Be” from Hamlet is not the...

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Hi Michael:

You might have been too young to remember, but there is a certain line that Grandma use to say to any of us who...

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Are you happy in your ignorance?
A slave to stereotype.
You claim you're not a Romeo,
but I don't believe the hype.
No matter how my words fall out...

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A system that pushes,
The boundary of memory,
Left me feeling useless,
With a future of drudgery,

Started off confused,
Not knowing a direct path,
Defeated and abused,
Sorted in the rough,

Initiative...

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And so, life's race faithfully run, you each passed the baton to us with
one soft, final breath. Your lives were established in the steadfast,
consistent use...

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A Penitent Soliloquy

It is in junctures like these that I encounter myself 
traversing a meadow of spring colors...

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Sky is filled with many darker colors
Sun has set beyond the distant skyline
The clouds all line up looking like banners
Everything comes together and aligns
World looks...

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Your Bestiality seems to
Become a reality 
Fingertips....wet lips 
I love it when you lick
Honey-dipped skin
I can do nothing 
But comply to your
Every whim and appetite...

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I

  are you ready to play with words and games of the soul....to bring out the 
labyrinth that is within the sacred soul??
 ...

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It’s not just Jesus who rose into grace with scars from nails and the cross

Trees grow new branches from knots like wounded soul’s blemish’s scars

A...

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Sometimes,
Through concern for another,
And while grasping for words
To express that junctures feelings
Even effortless words appear hidden.

My thoughts,
And tears that flow always serve
To do the bidding...

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Forgotten memories of childhood resurrect,
Layers of colorful events get, together, decked.
Adamant screaming continues till I got them,
They burst, oft, midway though each seemed a precious...

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